Gemotions

The world had shifted, tilted on its axis. Across the living room, Mark spoke of his relocation, of the promise of a life in Austin. A giggle escaped me, a breathless, involuntary sound.

I felt like I was floating, my feet barely touching the ground. My hands fluttered as I tried to organize my thoughts, but the words wouldn't come. I simply kept smiling, a huge, uncontainable grin.

My brain was a kaleidoscope of vibrant images. I could not stop smiling at the prospect of his new life.